You hit me in the morning Said yesterday was boring When they heard you call me Must have already been sleepin' Always the excuses My autumn blue in bruises Yes, he's holdin' his breath Hoping what he's thinkin' Ain't know what the truth is No more Past 12 and you telling me you gotta go Go out tomorrow morning, gonna catch the z's, you know Come on tell me, tell me, tell me, gotta know That everybody and their mama knows Don't tell Truman Please just play along 'Cause she might go-go-go If she knows, no Don't tell Truman This might be my final song Love might go-go-go If she knows, no